"Padfoot, let go of me!" Remus demanded, trying to pull his arm out of the other Marauder's grasp.

"Not until you dance with me."

"Moony, just dance on the table with him so he'll shut up!" Prongs shouted at them, covering his face in his hands.

"Yes! Listen to good ol' Prongs!"

"Why do you even want to dance again?" Remus asked, his upper arm still clutched tightly in Sirius's hand.

"Because we only have half a year left here! When will we ever get another chance to dance on tables at Hogwarts?"

"Tomorrow morning," Peter put in.

"When will you learn to be quiet?"

"Shut up, Prongs, you're just mad because you and Lily had a fi-" Sirius was cut off by James splashing a full glass of pumpkin juice at him which he dodged, causing it to splash on Remus instead.

"Prongs!" Sirius admonished, "Why did you hit Moony?"

"I wouldn't have hit him if you hadn't ducked!" James growled before turning to Remus, "I am really sorry, Moony, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, Prongs. I think I'm just going to go clean up," he said, getting up, at last able to move freely due to the fact that Sirius had dropped his arm to avoid the pumpkin juice.

"No, you're not," Sirius shouted, tackling Remus to the floor.

"You git! Get off of me!" Remus replied, voice equally as loud, trying to shove Sirius off him.

"Bloody hell, can't we just finish dinner in peace?" James exclaimed, looking down at his friends along with the rest of the Great Hall, "Were we not just in this situation?"

"No, Remus was sitting before and wasn't covered in pumpkin juice."

"Yeah, thanks, Wormy. But basically the same situation. Come on - let's get these two back to the dormitory."

The two of them then set to work disentangling their friends and hauling them back to their feet.
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"Sirius, you're a git, you know that?" Remus said angrily, flopping down on his bed and glaring at him.

"No, I am not and, besides, you have already said that," Sirius started, sitting down next to him. He stared at a torn pillow on the floor nearby and started to smile. In a flash he had it in his hands and proceeded to hit Remus over the head with it. The impact caused the pillow to burst, feathers clinging to him because of his still-sticky, juice-drenched clothes. "Alright now I'm a git."

James and Peter both roared with laughter as Remus replied, a dangerous look on his face, "Black, I think you should run."

"I'm not scared of you!" Sirius shot back, grin faltering when he saw the werewolf draw his wand, "On second thought running sounds good about now." He leaped to his feet and darted for the door, Remus right behind him.

"Should we go after them?"

James paused to think and then shrugged before replying,"Nah, I got to make up with Lily. I can't afford a detention right now." Peter only nodded in response. "Well then, I think I'm going to bed, it's been a long day and they can sort themselves out. 'Night, Wormy."

"Yeah, I think I will too. Goodnight, Prongs."

The next morning Remus was still sticky and half-covered in feathers, while Sirius had earned himself a week's worth of detentions.

Author's note: Hello Readers! I hope you enjoyed my story and I am always interested in feed back (Good or bad) so don't be afraid to review! I am working on a second chapter for this at the moment which contains Remus chasing Sirius. (I know you know you were wondering what happened there...) Finally a giant thank you for reading this! I give you all giant virtual hugs! XD